These are Red chords by HARDY feat. Morgan Wallen on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar, and Keyboard.
[Intro] D Bm7 D Bm7 [Verse 1] D Red Bm7 I'm talking ’bout the sun coming up and the sun going down D On a John Deere, turning Bm7 up a hard work check Bm7 Making that blue collar country boy's neck D Red Bm7 I'm talking ’bout the color of them jerseys on a Friday night D At the end of another long, hot, dry summer Bm7 'Tween the dust and the rust, the trucks are half A covered in red A Like a bloodhound G Tracking some whitetail buck down
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[Chorus] D I ain't talking politics, I'm talking small town Bm And if you're from one, you know what I'm talking 'bout G D It's everywhere, I swear, from the courthouse bricks Bm To a crushed Bud heavy G can fading in the ditch D Like the book of John, like a barn door Bm And hearts your hand’s over ’cause you're thankful for G D Every shipped off soul that was born to fight Bm For a wind-torn flag that’s G D Bm7 G blue and white and red [Verse 2] D Red Bm7 I'm talkin' 'bout a county line stop sign full of birdshot D The cup your beer’s in sitting 'round a fire Bm7 Like your bank account when you bought them tires A That led A You down a dirt road G And got some red lips leaning cross the console
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[Chorus] D I ain't talking politics, I'm talking small town Bm And if you're from one, you know what I'm talking 'bout G D It's everywhere, I swear, from the courthouse bricks Bm To a crushed Bud heavy G can fading in the ditch D Like the book of John, like a barn door Bm And hearts your hand’s over ’cause you're thankful for G D Every shipped off soul that was born to fight Bm For a wind-torn flag that’s G D Bm7 blue and white and red [Bridge] G A It don't matter who you are Got your back if G that's what you need A 'Cause at the end of the day G Hey, we all bleed G Red [Chorus] D I ain't talking politics, I'm talking small town Bm And if you're from one, you know what I'm talking 'bout G D It's everywhere, I swear, from the courthouse bricks Bm To a crushed Bud heavy G can fading in the ditch D Like the book of John, like a barn door Bm And hearts your hand’s over ’cause you're thankful for G D Every shipped off soul that was born to fight Bm For a wind-torn flag G that’s blue and D Bm7 G white and red [Outro] Bm Yeah, a wind-torn flag D that's blue and white and red Bm Yeah, a wind-torn flag that's D blue and white and red
